This morning, we got out of bed and stripped our sheets. Dobby, however, was not ready to roll, so Lauren snapped a photo of him and sent it to the Goons. Lindsay responded instantly with Mood and That’s how I feel rn. A few moments later, she added, He looks so cheeked up in thatContinue reading “Your Big-Cheeked Butt Is Slappin”
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Dobby Will Not Hike
On Sunday mornings, I try to change up the routine by taking Dobby for a hike in the woods behind the house. I prefer this because I don’t have to clean up his poop, and I also don’t feel obligated to be going any pace—it’s mental and physical exercise for him but is a dayContinue reading “Dobby Will Not Hike”
Did You Get the Memo?
Over lunch, I often take Dobby outside for some exercise and mental stimulation. I usually break this into two parts: a hike in the woods where he can smell things, go off trail, and explore followed by returning home to play soccer in the yard. By far, his favorite thing on earth is playing soccer,Continue reading “Did You Get the Memo?”
In the Kitchen with the Farmer’s Dog
Meal times used to be sort of tense with Dobby around. He would sit at my feet and beg for food; if I wasn’t timely with delivery, he would yip at me. I gave him tiny cuts of meat—not so much of anything that it replaced the need for his normal food but enough toContinue reading “In the Kitchen with the Farmer’s Dog”
Dobby Goes to College and Other Weekend Wrap-Up Notes
Part of our adventure this weekend was bringing Dobby. Katy adores Dobby, Grant loves to tease him, and he can actually stay on campus with Lindsay at Lock Haven. In fact, I’m pretty sure the kids are happier to see Dobby than they are to see us. That’s true for Lindsay for sure and possiblyContinue reading “Dobby Goes to College and Other Weekend Wrap-Up Notes”
I Sleep With a Traitor
Let us all take a moment or, preferably many moments, to appreciate the artistry of this image, which was used in yesterday’s post. Not knowing that said image was to be featured in yesterday’s post, Lucia was unhappy with the reception it got over the Goons. There were various “ha has” and the like, butContinue reading “I Sleep With a Traitor”
The Updated Schedule of the Tiny Tyrant
Here at Greenhill Manor, we all live in thrall to the tiny tyrant, and of late, some of the battles of wills have been particularly strong. Each day has a schedule that he expects, and omissions from it are not acceptable. It is also his prerogative to attempt to add to the schedule if saidContinue reading “The Updated Schedule of the Tiny Tyrant”
Cold Mornings and Bags of 💩
I had a dream once in which I caught Lauren adding to a list on a Steno pad. When I asked what the list was, dream Lauren said, “It’s everything you do wrong and everything you do to annoy me.” When I told her about said dream, Lauren said, “That sounds like something you wouldContinue reading “Cold Mornings and Bags of 💩”
Winter Hike
When I selected Helaman Halls at BYU before my freshman year, the administration assigned me to an honors dorm and sent me the contact info of my new roommate. In those days, that meant you got a name, phone number, and street address. So naturally, we wrote each other by snail mail. I remember distinctlyContinue reading “Winter Hike”
We Will Rebuild
Here in New England, we’re really going through something. A snowstorm to be precise. “But it’s New England,” you say. “Isn’t that normal?” Well, not anymore. Thanks to various ninos (but definitely not climate change, though, because we here don’t believe in bipartisan scientific conspiracies that everyone else in the world accepts as facts), BostonContinue reading “We Will Rebuild”
His Smile Lit Up a Room and Other Things to Say at My Funeral 